I find nothing more annoying and painful than a nagging root canal – other than today’s censored daytime talk television. Between the Maury Show (host Maury Povich), The Bill Cunningham Show (host Bill Cunningham), and the Jerry Springer Show (namesake, Jerry Springer host), these, and other daytime trash TV programs, all vying for top dog in the ratings department of dramatic, all-exposing, reality (not really, but okay), controversial based programming, which censures its programming in a very idiotic fashion.
There is a standing rule in my home. Whenever we leave our home, we always make sure the family pet (Butkis a 9 year old, 130lb Yellow Labrador) has top rate television programming to keep him company (as if he really knows the difference or cares), but we, and when I say we, I really mean my wife, feels TV keeps Butkis company. We check the TV lineup to make sure there are no annoying talk shows on the desired channel, and particularly the Maury Show, the reason; those exasperated high-pitched bleeps – the arbitrary nonsensical censoring – it sends Butkis, and me, into a fitful frenzy.
I find it odd, in this day and age, and especially in journalism, (point: each of the three program host’s were journalist’s at one time on their career), the talk shows feel the need to be sensitive to their audience and censure their programming. Believe me, that is not the case. The reason they bleep the living hell out of every other word is that they feel it heightens the theatrical climax and adds a sense of dramatic flair.
I will admit it is entertaining watching inbred rednecks argue about smelly toothless uncle Bob, who by the way hasn’t bathed in over three years, sleeping with his nephew’s busty beautiful country girlfriend who is twenty years younger than he is. And all the while uncle Bob is banging his nephew’s girlfriend, he is sleeping with two midgets he met at a rodeo. Suddenly, out pops a transvestite who claims uncle Bob had an affair with him, I mean her, I mean him, well, whatever, you get the picture. The point is, people watch these programs to escape their reality. If people really do lead these bizarre lives, then the rest of us “normal” people’s problems don’t seem so bad. And if people do have these problems, I mean, if other people experience the same issues as uncle Bob who slept with his nephew’s girlfriend, rodeo midgets, and a transvestite, then it must be somewhat acceptable behavior, right? I mean, after all, others are experiencing it, so it must not be that odd. People are very weird, and it takes all kinds.
I have recorded the programs and played them back to analyze their content and the arbitrary censuring. As a result of my hearing loss, and a heightened awareness to lip reading, I have concluded; many of the words bleeped out are common words, not swearing, which makes no sense as to why the producer would censure the words. Perhaps the producers are convinced their viewers are unintelligent beings who have difficulty comprehending words strung together in complete sentences, besides, did I mention it is irritating as all hell.
I watch very little daytime television. I believe, I am all the better for it. I am a writer and I spend my days creating and writing. If I were to write in the same fashion the producers from daytime talk television present so-called censured “entertainment” to the public, how many books would I sell? I doubt John Q and Jane Doe Public would be interested in such an atrocity.
If I were to pen such a [censured], I [censured] if anyone would [censured]. Because that [censured] piece of [censured] would surely float like [censure], and it would be [censure] difficult to [censured] read.
I think I will stick to the old fashion method of uncensored writing, it is less irritating and if you ask me, censuring and especially irrational nonsensical censuring speaks to a culture of idiocracy. Besides, I prefer to treat my audience with dignity and respect and I like to be entertained by programming that displays a higher intellect than a rock, so why wouldn’t I provide the same for my audience!
This has been a…View From My Loft